This week marks the year anniversary of my big move to Nashville. I can’t believe it’s already been a year. On the one hand, it feels like I’ve been here forever, and on the other, it feels like about 2 weeks has passed since we sold all our stuff and set off on our cross-country road trip. I was talking to an acquaintance at a party the other night when I stopped abruptly after referring to myself as “new in town” — “Wait,” I said, “do I still get to call myself a newbie after a year?” Answers varied, but one thing I’ve realized about relocating to a new city is that the settling-in process is less about a certain amount of time passing and more about the milestones you reach along the way. Hitting the 3-month mark in a new zip code is decidedly less exciting than finally tracking down a new hairstylist you trust with your highlights, for example. Here are 10 signs that you’ve finally settled in to your new home: Keep reading »
In the months leading up to my move from Portland to Nashville, my life wasn’t exactly going smoothly. My family situation was growing more stressful by the day. Some of my closest friendships had turned toxic. I felt extremely out of place in the hipster culture that dominated the city. My boyfriend wasn’t happy in his job and was getting increasingly depressed. I suffered from terrible anxiety that had started around the time my neighbor’s house had been broken into, and kept me awake most nights, convinced that every creak of our old apartment was a robber prying open the downstairs window.
Those long nights gave me lots of time to think about how unhappy I was, and what I could do to fix it. Therapy, new friends, better self-care, meditation, and sleeping pills all came to mind (and in fact, I’d tried many of them already), but all these potential solutions were always eclipsed by one word: leave.
When I started telling friends and family members how miserable I was, I noticed a common thread in their responses. I’d reveal my plans to move away and start fresh, and they’d gently touch my shoulder and say, in hushed and concerned tones, “You can’t run away from your problems, you know.” Keep reading »
I moved to Charlotte a few months ago by way of Syracuse, New York. I left my family, the only place I’d ever lived, and snow in both May and October to check out life down south. Since I was Syracuse born and bred, I didn’t fully realize how monumental moving is until I did it.
When you move, you go into survival mode. It’s time to stop being polite and start getting real, as the kids say. Whereas at home you could get by just binge-watching Netflix and going to the same places with the same people, that’s no longer the case. You have to put yourself out there so you can start to build a life for yourself. Some of the other things I didn’t realize until I moved include… Keep reading »
Making friends as an adult is always a bit tricky. You can’t rely on the instant bonding powers of living in the same dorm or loathing the same chemistry teacher to create your social circle. People are super busy with jobs and relationships and kids. It seems like everyone is happily ensconced in their current friend group and not open to new members. Making new friends as an adult in a new city where you know no one is even trickier. But it’s not impossible! As a Nashville newbie myself, I’m still in the process of making friends. Here are a few things I’ve learned along the way and some awesome tips collected from friends who have successfully done the whole “making friends in a new city” thing before… Keep reading »
In preparation for our move to Nashville, my boyfriend Nick and I took Ami’s advice and decided to sell most of our stuff instead of spending the money to move it 2,300 miles. So for the past few weeks, we’ve been welcoming a string of Craigslist buyers into our home as we clear out all of our furniture and pretty much every other non-essential item we own. It’s been a bit stressful, but mostly liberating. In honor of Spring Cleaning Week, I thought it would be fun to document some of the lessons I’ve learned from the experience, because selling stuff on Craigslist is a great way to clear out clutter, even if you’re not moving across the country… Keep reading »
As you know, I’m moving from Portland to Nashville in a couple weeks (gulp). I’ve started selling most of my stuff and getting all the logistics figured out, and everything’s going pretty well so far. There’s one thing, though, that’s been weighing on me since I began the process of relocating my life: I’m freaking out about leaving my best friend, Katelyn.
We met during college at Portland State and have been inseparable ever since. Currently, we see each other at least two or three times a week, and while we’re pretty good at talking on the phone too, the thought of putting thousands of miles between us is daunting to say the least. Since Ami gave me such great advice about moving, I thought I’d ask my Frisky coworkers for advice on how to make a long distance friendship work. It turns out that Jessica, especially, has a lot of experience in this arena, with friends scattered all over the globe. Read on for their top 10 LDF tips, and please share your own experiences and advice in the comments! Keep reading »
So, huge news: my boyfriend Nick and I are moving from Portland to Nashville, Tennessee! Remember when we visited last year and were totally smitten with the city? Well, our lease is up at the end of this month, and we’ve decided it’s the right time to give southern living a try. Neither of us has ever done a major move like this. We are incredibly excited. We are totally terrified. And we are full of questions about everything from packing logistics to saying goodbye to our dear friends, which is why I enlisted my lovely and wise coworker Ami, who is something of a moving expert–to give us some guidance. Read on for our moving Q&A, and please feel free to add your own tips and suggestions in the comments (we’ll take any help we can get!).
Alright, take it away, Ami…
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For the past two weeks, I’ve been running around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to prepare for the biggest change in my young adult life. I am moving to New York this week and while I’m extremely excited, I’m also just as anxious and panicky. I’ve learned that moving to a new city is actually a lot different than moving to your college town of choice.
Also, I always thought when I moved somewhere for a job, whether I was moving to downtown Atlanta a few minutes away or to a different state, I would drive there with all of my stuff. That’s what I did in college. Pack up the car until you can’t see out of the back and then drive off into the Natty Light tinted sunset. Moving to a city far away and to a place where you don’t need a car requires more planning. And since I’m currently without a place to live (don’t worry I’m staying with friends) I don’t have anywhere to put my life. Not to mention my tiny self can’t carry two checked bags and two carry-ons when I get off the plane. So in lieu of trying to bring everything I own, I’m packing two bags and my parents are shipping things to me seasonally. This is surprisingly cheaper than I thought.
I figured though that a lot of you are probably in the moving process as well, post-grad or college-bound. Here are five things to do while preparing (more or less for your emotional state than anything else). Read more…
Ever since I visited London last year, I’ve become obsessed with moving there. I loved everything about it: the history, the people, the food, the fashion, the TV shows about medical oddities. And the toffee pudding? My god, the toffee pudding! I live in Portland right now, which definitely has its charms (many of which are lampooned on “Portlandia” every week), but lately I’ve found myself spending much of my free time plotting and scheming ways to relocate to London. I’m wondering–what city do you dream about? Where would you live if you could live anywhere? Or do you already live in the perfect place?